I Will Not Fight

I will not fight : though proud of pithI hold no one worth striving with;And should resentment burn my breastI deem that silence serves me best:So having not a word to say,Contemptuous I turn away.

I will not fret : my rest of lifeFree I will keep from hate and strife;Let lust and sin and anger sleep,I will not delve the subsoil deep,But be content with inch of earth,Where daisies have their birth.

I will not grieve : Till day be doneI will be tranquil in the sun,With garden glow and quiet nook,And song of bird and spell of book . . .God bless you all! I will not fight,But love and dream until--Goodnight!